Creep Street Podcast

In the shadow of World War I, a horrifying epidemic of murder took root in the quiet, isolated farming village of Nagyrév, Hungary. Driven by the desire to escape abusive arranged marriages, and oppressive household dynamics, a secret society of local women turned to a mysterious midwife named Susanna Fazekas. Armed with an "untraceable" lethal solution boiled down from everyday flypaper, what beg...

The late 19th century was saturated with spiritualism. Every city block in Europe had some charlatan in velvet curtains running fake séances for grieving widows. But amid the sea of carnival frauds, a terrifying enigma named Hassan Khan materialized out of nowhere. He didn't need darkened rooms, gaudy theatrics, or cheap parlor tricks. He operated in broad daylight, under the cold gaze of wealthy...

There is a distinct kind of terror that only manifests when you find yourself trapped at midnight on a rural highway. We are talking about cornfields. Those endless green labyrinths specifically engineered to induce a state of primal panic in the human nervous system. In this episode, we push past the rustling stalks into a crack in reality. We track the bone-white, skeletal toddlers sprinting acr...

The phone rings in the dead of night, the line crackling with a strange, rhythmic static. A young man vomits a fluid that shouldn't exist, while anonymous voices whisper of salt and milk in the background. This week, we step into the twilight zone of Project Mannequin and the phantom armies of the Secret Space Program. We aren’t just talking about hidden bases or rogue generals; we are tracking th...

Adrift she came, ghost-grey and hollow, stalks the MV Joyita. A vessel once proud and purposeful was now a silent coffin of salt and death. Her decks were deserted, her radios mute, her cargo forgotten,  only the South Pacific kept her company as the living fled or vanished into mystery. In this episode, we walk the creaking planks of a ship returned without its souls, chasing rumors of mutiny, st...

It's an exciting day at 101.9 FM Moonset Public Radio! On top of the the weekly four-hour block of camber music, the station has been completely overrun by armed assailants. Hosts Elliott and Barnaby fight for survival while never missing an intro. Forget commercial breaks. Its time to break bones. #creepstreetpodcast #satire #sketchcomedy #horrorcomedy #publicradio

It’s been a weird week for Chris, a young man who simply wanted to know if his new marriage was on solid ground. In “The Horror,” Chris finds himself in the dim, velvet-draped parlor of one Lord Bleakweather. A psychic with the bedside manner of a man staring directly into the maw of an ancient, screaming void. #creepstreetpodcast #sketchcomedy #satire #psychicconsultant #horror

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In this little holiday fable, the soft glow of Christmas meets the harder fluorescence of salesmanship. It’s a reminder that even in the coziest living rooms, there’s always someone eager to slip a contract into your hand. Ambition dresses itself up in tinsel and goodwill, bellowing promises of prosperity, while the fine print could make anyone throw up the sash. So, call up your downline, and pre...

Critical Crossroads: Only on MNN (Moonset News Network). This show taps into that strange American pastime of shouting into the void, puffing up like prize roosters while saying absolutely nothing that could help anyone. Yet it isn’t cruel about it. The modern pageantry of televised outrage the way one might look at a runaway parade float drifting down Main Street... magnificent in its confusion,...

Stories never come to us pure. One brother wants gentleness, the other wants spectacle, and somewhere between the two lies the truth that every family knows: we’re all trying to make sense of the world with the tools we’ve got, even if some of us reach for the quill while others dive headlong into the inkpot. Its a satire about that old, familiar tug-of-war between caution and chaos, sweetness and...

This is a little tale about the curious talent folks sometimes have for ignoring the plain facts sitting right in front of them. The ship may be tipping, the water may be rising around our ankles, and yet someone in charge will still smile politely and insist everything is perfectly natural, nothing to worry about, please stop asking troublesome questions. It’s a reminder that in moments of real t...

Imagine a late-night, low-budget court show that took a wrong turn into the supernatural. The carpeting is thin, the lights flicker, and everyone behaves with that polite Midwest sincerity… even as the defendant may or may not be dead. It’s small-claims Americana laced with something strange in the wiring. Judge Holden rules with the calm of a man who’s stared into the abyss between commercial bre...

What begins as the usual tall-timber yarn slowly mutates into something stranger, the way American myths often do when the sun goes down and the bottle gets light. Each swing of the axe summons another impossible catastrophe blamed on that big blue-oxed bastard, until the line between folklore and fear blurs like bad ink in a rainstorm. Somewhere out in those woods, the legend still walks… and he’...

Salem Village, 1692... The air is thick with mud, gossip, and the kind of piety that leads to horror. The villagers gather for a holy spectacle, hungry for blood and bureaucracy in equal measure. They’ve come to see Judge William Stoughton unveil the Devil’s ledger... the cosmic hit list said to name the damned and the influential alike. Somewhere between the sermon and the scandal, the Devil resi...

It is a rare thing when the annals of human folly can be so neatly preserved within a single evening’s conversation. Yet such is the case with The Horseman Seeks a Head! Here we find three solemn worthies, a tavern keeper, a constable, and a clergyman, passing the night in foolish speculation about a phantom’s missing head. Their words stumble and tangle like drunkards in a fog, until at last the...

Step back onto the frozen soil of Hinterkaifeck, where a killer didn’t just murder a family, he moved in. In Part 2, we rewind the scene one last time, then push deeper: the footsteps that came from the woods and never went back, the attic noises, the missing keys… and a methodical slaughter carried out in silence. We follow the town’s favorite suspect, Lorenz Schlittenbauer, and then widen the ci...

Spring in Bavaria — soft hills, quiet cows, the sleepy days of a farm world nobody ever writes about. But Hinterkaifeck was already rotten to the roots long before the first skull cracked open in the hay. Foul rumors, missing keys, footsteps in the attic, shadows in the woods — the whole place felt like a bad dream pretending to be normal life. Then, one cold night in 1922, somebody lured the Grub...

Peking, 1937: a city boiling with spies, diplomats, dope peddlers, and ghosts. Into that chaos steps Pamela Werner — young, restless, with a life full of promise, as the whole world readies for war. Then one night she rides her bicycle into the dark and doesn’t come back. What’s found at the base of the Fox Tower isn’t a body so much as a message carved in horror — a slaughter so vicious it shakes...

Vampires today? Slick hair, silk capes. Some eve sparkle. Vampires back then? Bloated corpses crawling out of the dirt to ruin your crops and torment you with whispering your sins in the dark. In this week’s episode, the Hosts dig deep—literally—into two of Britain’s grimiest, creepiest, nastiest vampire legends: the Berwick Revenant and the Melrose Chaplain. These aren’t your Victorian nightwalke...

From Franklin’s fabled glass armonica to fatal fiddles , ghastly guitars , and phantom pianos , music has long carried more than melody. Sometimes it carries menace. This week, the Hosts tune into cursed compositions and sinister symphonies, where instruments don’t just make music, they make madness. Step into an orchestra pit of the damned as we uncover stories of blood-soaked bandages , melancho...

Deep in the Green Mountains, there’s a patch of wilderness the guidebooks skip over. A place locals only dare whisper about. Where hunters never return and hikers step off the trail and, seemingly, off the face of the Earth. They call it the Bennington Triangle—a stretch of cursed ground wrapped in mystery, folklore, and an unnamable fear. From strange lights flickering in the forest canopy, to ph...

Since the beginning to time, aliens have abducted us, studied us, and occasionally… wooed us. In this episode, the Hosts swipe right as they explore the strangest tales of close encounters of the intimate kind—stories of cosmic courtship, interstellar seduction, and love that’s truly out of this world. From Brazilian fields to Chinese forests to Hollywood jazz clubs, these are the cases where abdu...

Out in the sun-blasted dunes of the Gobi, where the wind cuts like a straight razor and the sand moves endlessly, there’s a story on the hushed tongues of herdsmen and half-mad nomads. They call it the Mongolian Death Worm—a crimson nightmare that spits lightning, vomits acid, and burrows under your feet like Satan’s own cattle prod. No one’s ever caught one, but plenty claim they’ve felt it thrum...

The call comes in over the wire, a frantic plea from a guy whose sister has a demon problem… Another night like many nights in towns that forgot what the sun looked like. The road leads next to Wyoming, where a high-pitched shriek leaves even the most seasoned officers rattled to their core. Then comes the Grey Man, seven feet of pure terror, with a head that defies the darkest of nightmares. He h...